[guardcat]

Tattoos.

The beautiful art that covers your body. I want to memorize every line, trace every curve with my tongue. The stories you tell with ink, I want to learn them, taste them. I want to leave another story with my teeth. The passion and intimacy that creating something together that also has a story. I want to mark you like the ink on your body does.

[kerosene-in-a-blender]

Since multiple people have pointed out that Moppo looks like Ludinus, I propose that we start a new meme format

[kerosene-in-a-blender]

[kerosene-in-a-blender]

The most recent 4 sided dive added some new totally canon Ludinus dialogue

[shuploc]

"The Pale Elf"

[passionesolja]

Still can’t get over how beautiful Astarion is. Like goddamn

[ratinayellowbandana]

I know we've laughed and talked about how fanfic writers just kinda... decided that Laud is a nickname even though it's never been said canonically and I keep thinking about how it's absolutely a conscious choice.

Chetney became Chet, FCG became Letters, Ashton became Ash. Imogen isn't above shortening people's names. But never Laudna's, even when it's so easy.

Because Laudna is her chosen name, and it's always, always Laudna's choice. Imogen cares so much about Laudna's agency and her identity, of course she wouldn't try to change one of the few things Laudna was able to pick for herself. Imogen's corrected people when they mispronounce it, and she's just so protective of Laudna's right to exist as she is. She's committed to Laudna's right to define herself and I love her for it

[thepleasuregoblin]

We are committed to ensuring all of our meat is ethically sourced. Every steak you eat at this restaurant came from a cow who perished in an honorable duel to the death with one of our chefs.

This is our promise to you.

[0scinine]

“There is strength there, but with the strength comes pain. Continuous pain.”

It’s difficult for me to put in words how I feel about Ashton. They’re just so fascinating to me

[guardcat]

Hunted. (To be continued.)

His feet hit the cold, wet cobblestone with a slap as he runs. The tip of his nose burns with a cold sting and he chest heaves with an urgency he wasn't prepared for. The narrow side streets start to blend together as he turns randomly to lose the tail that is slowly gaining on him. His heart beat is so loud in his ears, so he doesn't hear the footsteps behind him get louder.

He starts to panic, looking more like a scared rabid dog than a man. Until he takes a wrong turn and ends up face first into someone's chest. His takes one shallow breath before he is pushed to the ground. He lands on his back with a thud as the air gets knocked out of him.

"You said you wanted to be hunted but you made it too easy." A voice spits out with a disgust that hurts the man more the him pushing him to the ground. He opens his mouth to object, he didn't mean to disappoint his master. He winces as that thought crosses his mind.

"Well? What do you have to say for yourself, pup?" His master's velvet voice questions him the same tinge of disgust in his voice. His large frame looms over his pet, as his pup shrinks away from the imposing figure. His mouth turns into devilish grin as he continues towards his reward.

The prey watches helplessly as his captor unsheathes an iron dagger. The reflection of the moon hit the pup in his eyes. His body finally moves as he frantically backs up on his hands and knees. That's when he remembers that someone was following him, as he thinks this he backs into a sturdy pair of legs.

"Such easy prey. Did you forget I was here, little one. Heh, I almost feel bad for what tools I am going to use. Almost." The voice sings as the figure widens their stance.

"Mistress, you didn't need to follow me. I told you this time I was the one that was going to get to brake him. Last time was just so deliciously depraved."

The pup recalls the last time they were all together. His pulse quickens as his eyes start to flutter. The memory of being devoured by his master. The bruises on his hips ache, that ache sends a shiver down his spine. His cock twitches at the memory of his mistress letting him relentlessly fuck her as he is filled by his master.

Both predators notice immediately.

"I-I want both of you. Please." The pup winces at how pathetic that sounded. Both of smile at each other as they say " as you wish, pup"

The master sheaths the dagger and easily picks up his prize as they head back the way they came. The master kneads the bruises poking out from under the hem of the pup's shirt.

They travel in silence, only quiet breathy moans echo through the side streets as they walk. Only Master can hear the pup's pleas for more "Please I need more. Master I need you inside of me"

The Mistress snickers. She's annoyed at the fact that he is getting all of their plaything's attention.

They arrive at the master's home but they continue past his house. Towards a large shed with only one side door leading into the master's domain. "Only one way out" the pup mutter to himself.

The mistress busies herself with opening the door as the pup's quiet pleas turn into louder whines. The door swings open and hits the wall with a satisfying thud.

The master puts his pup down gently on the floor, petting his hair. "Undo my pants" His pups nods and reaches for his belt. Master pulls his pups hair, grasping at the back of his head, yanking his head back.

"When I give you a command what do you say?"

"Yes, sir." At those words Master lets go of his pup's hair and let's him get back to work.

The pup hands tremble with anticipation as he undoes his master's pants. He can't help but wrap his lips around the bulge before he takes his master's cock out completely. He lightly kisses the tip as his master groans.